I buy a new car for the bitch (for real)
I tear down the mall with the bitch (for real)
You can’t even talk to the bitch (no)
She f**king with bosses and shit (on God)
I pull up in ‘Rari’s and shit, with choppers and Harley’s and shit (for real)
I be Gucci’d down, you wearing Lacoste and shit (bitch)
Yeah, Moncler, yeah, fur came off of that, yeah (yeah)
Triple homicide, put me in a chair, yeah (in jail)
Triple cross the plug, we do not play fair, yeah (On God)
Got ’em tennis chains on and they real blingy (blingy)
Draco make you do the chicken head like Chingy (Chingy)
Walk in Neiman Marcus and I spend a light fifty (fifty)
Please proceed with caution, shooters, they be right with me (21)
Bad bitch, cute face and some nice titties
$7500 on a Saint Laurent jacket (yeah)
Bitch, be careful where you dumpin’ your ashes (bitch)
I ain’t no sucker, I ain’t cuffin’ no action (nah)
The skreets raised me, I’m a whole bastard (wild, wild, wild, wild)
I bought a ‘Rari just so I can go faster (skrrt)
Niggas tryna copy me, they playin’ catch up (21)
I might pull up in a Ghost, no Casper (21)
I been smoking gas and I got no asthma

Yeah dog I’m for real, dog (21)
Straight up out the 6, now got a house in the Hills, dog (21)
Wanna see a body, nigga? Get you killed, dog (wet)
Wanna tweet about me, nigga? Get you killed, dog (wet)
Killed dog, I’m a real dog, you a lil’ dog (21)
Be a dog, wanna be a dog, chasing mil’s, dog
Dunk right in your bitch like O’Neal, dog
I shoot like Reggie Mill’, dog (21)
Chopper sting you like a eel, dog

Roulette clips, send a roulette hit
Pull up on your bitch, she say that I got that ruler dick
Spray your block down, we not really with that ruh-rah shit
Glock cocked now, I don’t really give no f**k ’bout who I hit
Yeah, your bitch, she get jiggy with me
Keep that Siggy with me
Bitch, I’m Mad Max, you know I got Ziggy with me
Keep a mad mag in case a nigga wanna get busy with me
‘Rari matte black and I got a Bentley with me

[Verse 1]
It’s a summer night out
With our heads in the clouds
We think we got it all
When we’re away from the crowd
Just a few outsiders
With dreams that just fall apart
Yeah, we make some mistakes
We learn we’re back to the start

[Pre-Chorus]
We’re not wastin’ time
Feelin’ fine
We can touch the sky
Feel the breeze on the ride

[Verse 2]
He lifts us up when we’re down
He takes away all our frowns
Bringing us peace when we cry
When we’re in pieces and whine
Perfectly imperfect, orderly out of order
We try to fix up the wounds
And we don’t know what for

[Pre-Chorus]
We’re not wastin’ time
Feelin’ fine
We can touch the sky
Feel the breeze on the ride
Yeah, we’re outta line
But this is our time

[Bridge]
Live, live
(I’m a-live)
Live, live
Maybe not so hopeless
Maybe not so tired
He’s there to guide us
Our paths rewired
We can be a little bit patient
While we’re on this drive
Feelin’ alive-live
(Live)